Chapter Twenty-Nine: Sword Intent, a New Layer

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the seckill scene created by Bai Baihe was exactly the same as the scene shown by Qi Lin in the morning.

Qi Lin and Yanqing sat up straight together, staring at the young swordsman on the screen with their eyes.

Yan Qing beside him muttered to himself: "Brother Qi, to tell you the truth, I feel that this Bai Baihe is probably stronger than you......"

Qi Lin nodded solemnly, what Yan Qing said was true, just looking at the momentum he showed and his natural moves, he was probably really inferior to this Sword Saint.

After killing his opponent in seconds, Bai Baihe calmly left the stage, and the subsequent competition with others could no longer attract Qi Lian's attention.

Soon, the morning elimination round ended smoothly, with a total of 520 rookies eliminated half of them, leaving 260 people left.

Including Qi Lian, the three players who showed themselves beyond the rookie level attracted the attention of all the spectators and players.

Lunch time.

In the canteen of the stadium, Zhang Zizai and Du Xishan looked at Qi Yanqing and the others with heavy faces.

"I didn't expect such characters to appear this year, and there were two of them at once." Du Xishan still thinks it's incredible.

Zhang Zizi looked very depressed: "I thought that there would be Qi Lin this year, and with Yan Qing, our Zang Feng would be able to win the top three and two steadily." ”

He scratched his head: "I still think that even if it is a disciple of the Sword Saint and a person from the Sword Pavilion, no matter how strong it is, how strong can it be, but I didn't expect that the two of them are infinitely close to the sixth stage, not to mention, that Bai Baihe is even more exaggerated, and he has actually been polished out of the "Sword Intent" by Yu Sword Saint, and this time it is really going to be given in vain." ”

"Sword intent?" Qi Lin quickly captured a new term whose painting style was clearly inconsistent with his daily life, and which he had only seen in novels.

Yan Qing's eyes widened beside him.

"That's right, it's sword intent."

Zhang Zizai glanced at Qi Lin and sighed: "Only by being honest with the sword can you be extremely good at the sword, and today I can be regarded as a long insight." ”

didn't sell much, Zhang Zizai immediately told a few people about the origin of the sword intent: "The ancient book "Sword and Soldier Record" records that in the last years of the Guang Dynasty, there was a Tujia swordsman, who loved swords since he was a child, was obsessed with swords, practiced swords, walked, sat and lyed, and the sword did not leave his body, but few people saw him compare swords and fight swords. Many years later, the imperial court brocade guard suddenly came to slaughter the village, the death of the villager made the swordsman angry sword out of the sheath, in an instant the sword qi rushed into the sky, unstoppable, even beheaded twenty-three masters of the brocade guard, and finally died of exhaustion in the death fight with the leader "wolf". ”

Zhang Zizai took a sip of water and continued: "Later, according to the "wolf" self-description in his later years, the swordsman did not draw his sword when he looked like an ordinary person, and after drawing the sword, his eyes were as bright as stars, like shooting a sword, which was unbearable, and the sword intent was soaring all over his body. ”

After finishing the words, Zhang Zizai sighed: "This is the origin of the sword intent, the person who has honed the sword intent, as if he is out of the sword on behalf of the sky, can often shoot at the most appropriate time, only three points of strength can achieve the effect of five points, and ordinary sword moves can also be turned into magic by him." ”

Yan Qing's eyes lit up as he listened to the story on the sidelines, as if he wanted to replace the swordsman with sword intent.

Qi Lin couldn't help but be fascinated, but he was more concerned about Bai Baihe, so he said: "Uncle Zhang, according to what you mean, this Bai Baihe has already practiced this mysterious sword intent?" ”

"That's right, when you open your eyes, your eyes are like a sharp man, and when the sword is unsheathed, the sword intent rises, and the edge is revealed." Zhang Zizai sighed: "This is a kind of sublimation of the spiritual realm, which requires sincerity in the sword, and I and Du Xishan, ordinary people, are concerned by the world, I am afraid that I will not be able to reach that realm in this life." ”

Yan Qing immediately said: "I still have a lot of hope for this, I have decided!" He tapped the table lightly.

"I also want to comprehend the sword intent!"

Qi Lin smiled and Xue Yanqing also patted the table: "I decided!" I also want to comprehend the sword intent! No, knife intent!"

Wait a minute.

How does this sword intent sound a little lower than the sword intent?

Yanqing puffed out her mouth and glared at Qi Lian, expressing her disdain for the repeater.

The afternoon game was 260 into 130, and under the organizer's technical allocation, the seeded players still did not meet each other, and the abuse game did not need to be described too much.

Li Ma, Fang Hanxing, Yan Qing and other strong seed players successfully advanced.

Qi Lian, Bai Baihe, and Qin Zijin have basically been preliminarily judged by the competition committee to be close to the strength of the 6th dan, which is the strongest level in this rookie competition, and there has been an obvious gap in strength with the seeded players behind.

Qi Lin is still one-handed, relying on the huge power brought by transcendence, combined with the ability to perceive more than five dans, slashing the opponent's weapon with one sword, and then ending the game with another head cut, and advancing quickly - he chose the most enjoyable style of play for the audience.

Qin Zijin is still the one-handed soft sword, the sword is like a snake, and he uses his elegant body and sword skills to take the opponent steadily.

Bai Baihe still uses the same style of play as Qi Lone, and it is also a sword that splits the opponent's weapon and then hits the opponent's head, except that he is holding a sword in both hands, his sword route completely replicates Qi Lone's moves one by one.

It made Qi Lin even more sure that this forcing was definitely intentional.

The first day of the audition is over, and there are 130 players left, and tomorrow, there will be many seeded players facing a strong matchup!

And Qi Lin had a hunch that he would only meet the Sword Saint at the end, and the Sword Pavilion would walk, and then he would be able to truly distinguish between the superior and the inferior.

At night, with nervousness and anticipation, he fell asleep again.

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[Select: Enter the lower floor]

【Tower of Transcendence, Human Steps, Final Floor】

[Coming to surpass the human class, the form of this layer is different from before, please explore carefully]

[Current transcendence 85, Spirituality 100/100]

Qi Lin admitted that he was stimulated by Bai Baihe and Qin Zijin, and it was not much better to continue the death fight with the giant swordsman, so he decided not to continue to waste and chose to go to a new layer!

The fog panel dissipated, and Qi Lin immediately looked around and found himself in a ruined village.

It was a miserable and bleak scene, with the village of wooden houses badly destroyed and damaged in the vast snow. Everywhere there were fires, collapsed houses, rotten wood and broken stone walls were scattered on the ground, and the streets were already in tatters, and there were many mutilated corpses, which made people feel terrible.

"This is ......." Qi Xiao looked around in a daze, and suddenly couldn't get used to it.

It seems that the dilapidated village that has been swept by the war, corpses are everywhere, like purgatory on earth, and the disgusting smell of blood rushes to the nose, coupled with the choking smell of gunsmoke, forcing Qi Lin to cover his mouth and nose.

A familiar path of light came into view, winding through the street to the lower part of a large Tujia-style tower, then spiraling up the tower's wooden staircase before flashing at the top.

Qi Lin looked at the end of the light path and knew that the destination of this level was that location, so he forcibly calmed down his mind and walked quickly towards the tower while remaining vigilant.

Before he could take a few steps, a corpse in front of him stopped him.